It’s nice to have a day like today: warm like summer, warm like you can’t remember being cold before, little triumphs and delights and anticipations keeping me motivated to watch each moment pass. The longer these days are the shorter my memory of dark nights and hours passed on the road. The final tally for today (excluding the three diapers we changed between bathtime and sleep time) was four to two; theVet told me that figgy had a trick of telling us when she needed to go to the potty, but I hadn’t seen it in action until today, with two accidents and four succesful trips. Take pride where you may.
For the past week she’s been popping out of bed on a regular basis; I like to believe that me coming home has restored some measure of order to her life, but it’s probably just not having a nap during the day and pushing her bedtime back by an hour. In the grand scheme of things I’m not sure that everything I do has much of an impact, yet I’m also pretty certain that I tend to underestimate the weight of words. Today we went around in public (well, to a couple of stores).and tried out the limits of freedom; knowing that you have to plan your trips around the nearest bathroom does crimp your style somewhat.
This week they released Toy Story in the latest and greatest Blu-ray Disc format, with all the proper bells and whistles (high-definition, surround sound) and I have the dubious privilege of owning the movie on three different at-the-time state-of-the-art formats: CAV LaserDisc, DVD, and Blu-ray. Nothing stays on top for long; new models are always superseding the old and sooner or later, figgy will grow up and what’s amazing now will be old hat, just as we’ll go from all-knowing oracular wisdom to implausibly living despite our decided faults. Point is to enjoy the now and not worry about the inevitable; we can’t stop change and we wouldn’t, not for the world, not for us.